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r A Dark Shadow; Or, A Coming Vengeance CHAPTER VI. ^Continued). ('live and Quilton ''*.! on for a nm njrnl or lv. thru, ffi'Ung tliat it would be iiwlcsd to uttrmpt to inu-rft-iv, they turnnd nway, and left Parad'se Gardvnti to tt uMiul condition of fr!ic-.;y. At the opening of the luric.T i irect. and eppottite one of tbt* (Oti-palinxM, ('live heard tho Ptraititt of a violin. ]{< Ht.irled from the had and bitter reverie .\ !i ! hud h<<ld him. and .- 1 l.ii.-lm fiddjing uwuy ia tin- cir.,h i .fl mli i Kii-l'a SUM him, and, Flopping bi fid- dlinc. ':! up to him. "Oh. i it you. eir?" he eald. "I wanted to toll you. to think you Clirc's bar.d fell UIKIII the dw:irf'e cshoul- 4*r, and Ktopped him; and turning to Quilton, he Raid: "You ran niid your way homo, Quilton, I dipper? Right! Oood night!" Quilton nodded, without an ounce of ei- prvK-iou in h.s fs<-f, aud walkod off; uud Clirt- turn..l to I.:,, ha with a ,<n:vrirri-ii MCfTfiw; for not until that moment did hi roaliK- how eonetaully tho girl, Miiu, bad )" n in bin in. ml. and how .iniiuuiily >" vantrd lo hear moro of her. CHAPTER VII. "You are a long way from home, Kli- ba. remarked Clive. an they walked along. Not so far as I sometimes get, sir," said Klwha "It don't do to Mt.'ok to one place; they get tired of the gam* tune*, and more tired of you. Why, *\<-n th rwc-11 playera und niugcni hit* i -.- g > on tour ionu>tim>. " he added, with h!a sad. nay wmatk That's io." accented Clive He did not i m ml thle humble mu-'ii-i.iii of the pave- nwnt that his more fortunate brethren and aiaters travelled flrUc,la*s, and put up at palatial hotels, inetead of tramping through the London streets to a second- floor back in HeiiKin n Kent*. "I wanted to thank you. to tell you how how -iiriit ..ed regularly staggered we w.-re by the uiau >, ' eaid Klieha. with a rWliert f.ice und a tremulous voice. "But 1 didti t know where to flnd you; the man that brought the piano ald he didn't know who'd Kent it. If Tibby rould have found out nhe'd have sent it back; as it wa. there wan a a row. and I thought fihe'd have made- 'eui uike it away in the vun again. Clue nodded. "Perhaps that's why I did not let ' h-- n know who sent it : but I wan afraid you'd guexs. I hope you forgive me, don't think I've taken a liberty - Klieha khook hi* head "No. r.: . I knew it wan meant in niiuple. k.mlii. -- and so I told Tibby." 'And Mia Mina, wa she annoyed?" Clive could net help unking. 'No, sir; Mina wan very quiet at first; and tiaen t xaid inn- h ..r. .- but Hhe waH i. ..i-i-.l I- - a tnugmrlcent instrument. 1 he went <. bin eyen kindling with enthu- nlaam ; " u beautiful tone, and a touch H - kind as kind i-ould be ' He xpoke an if tho r .11. . w/-re H! ire and --n-. 1 M "It wim very good of you, ir. and I'm kind of i\.-rwbelm-d it'* a if I couldn't thank y<iu properly. ] Th it r all right," raid (.'live. "And bus Mi M'li. i bi-giin her lemon*- "Ven, ir. ax Boon an we'd got the piano in place. She wa>- all eagcrnr.*, like a T'liing h-iund *t raining at the leanh. Il wan Tike a ttarvlng percon going for a liWo of bread. Kh w IK ju*t wild for it. All the wanted watt to Ihunk you; und he II be pleaaed -. hear that I've met you; though -'.- -i be more . -,n-. .- and pact- fled if she could thank you herself, of couroe." "You think *h would-*' n;nd ('live, hesi- tatingly. They had got into the White- Imp-; K ..i.l bv th. time, and ('live h-ul- ed a oolitary hantom It you are sure I hull not be intruding. I thoiild like to inn- home with you." lie o|>ened the door of the ct>. Imt Kli- elm Ii. -il.ii.-.| and looked frightened. lie a long way a biggiih fare there's th bii- ' I'd forgot UMI the 'htiM") for the mo- ment." said (Mire 'Never mind. Jump in lake rare of your vmlin " Ki.-h;i ecrewed h.iii-.- I into h - eorner. and looked a)>oiit h'ni uith it nervoua and fearful joy; he liud never been in a ban ..TII hi.!..i/- and only oneu in a four- wheeler mi hi* way to a hospital after an -i- i,t II.- -> i.- ko ,ii ..iiii-l in the no- Mi:-, mid the luinry of thin shabby, dil- apidated vehU-le rh.it ho Marled when 'h\- who bad lieen uiu-.ng on thewtrjnge. fale which seemed to MM .% ]i t auroM the dwarf's pith, eaid: Kllnha. I want lo a-k you eome:h,iir You won t in n. I. Wiin'l think I'm imptr- tmi-ntly ' iirion? I've noticed that H'- ~ * i talk* miwh -i. : i tiian He paim- <-d. She has been to Hvhool. of rouruu." "I know what you mein.sir Yen: you've i.. ......I thai the xpeakn l>eiir than m-i-t glrix. alruont like u l-idy if I may mk t~> >i- .'I a* to nay so." Clive nodded. "I've noticed it myself, and I'm proud of ,'. of e.mrne. Vou nee, it e tbif way;. Ulna's different to tin- other girln in the K'-iir-. different eti-n to Tibby. oh. very in.,- ' en. I'm nut i :ng anything ag.iiutt Tlhby. you'll 'ind-r 't.uid, Mr. Ao Klisha lie-Hated, Clive guve |I ! B n.imn, hut the i-ali had now rej<-hed ouu of the .1. .<.)., I thoroughfare*, and in the rattle ' I he I, .if and cm IB Klisliu only caught the Christ inn name. Tinny* as g->od a girl n there in. Mr. (live; hut shew not one fur her l>ookti. Hhe dldn I tike fi ie-hooll-i|r ; thr waH rows herween her unil IMP t*n-|iert ; most nigh j ! v day; and Ij-- noon chucked It. VM-.-rei- Mina woll. Mum a all the oilier way. She WH.- HU.I a scholard. and look lo hvr hook* like n young duck t;ikK to wtr. Never miied a day, hn didu't; and not a cr-ns word with th ten- hern, 'ilu-y x.'i- all fond of her. and proud of fccr. ; you may ay They wnre nniioue, he i UK pursed the itandard you know what I .1 in. nir? for her lo go on in the that will tell. A girl w*nts to gpc.-ik aud look like, a lady, if bhi- s going to bo a I conwrt singer "That's what I meant." aid Tlive. "With [ so beautiful a voice- an htT9. HO ormieing u one, she shoald have vt-ry <-.lianoo "And you're going to givo it to hurl Oh. "KicnRe me." naid O'Kve, "yt'ii are go- ing to give it to her, not I; dou't forget that. Kligha. You won t had i -.1. mng the violin easy work by any meaoy; aud you'll earn all you 11 g*-t by It, for cirriaiii. Here we are, aren't iwt'i*" Hu stood on the pave- ment hesitatingly alt ; ho hud paid tho caboian. "1 don I know whether to come in or not." he c-uid more to hirnnclf tJiau to the dwarf. "I hope yoa will, fit." said Klinha. "It will rcAe Uina'u heart to thank you. And Tibby will be out aiarnt-ting, he added, naively; "sho GVIH the tlur.go a bit cheaper if its late, and Saturday 'sptyially." "Well, then." r.i,ient<-d Cliv*. but still hesitatingly. As they went up the r.ckety K-:I,I. they heard the Hound of the piano: five-finger i-ii-r. . -M . and !.': ii.i gjaiiced at fliv<- with shy jindv. . "Kht'd keep at it all day if I'd let her, Kir," he remarked. They entered the room, but Mina wan so abnorrx-d that h<- did ii'.t bear them; and ('live sUxKl and looked al tho '.nn. g.rlith flgurr, aud the ruiall he. id, with it.; d.irk silken hair, bent forward as ii the whole body were in rhymth with the notes. Then, s Elinha uaid. "Minal" hhe turned, at nrat with dreamy <-yes th ;t M i -m,] i. n-.-i- \y to Hee them ; but in a moment the eycu flashed, the pale t:i.-i- was xuffunvd with color, and she sprang up and ntood, one hand routing on the piano, th<* other |.r- t ed to her life, ae if to --n-|.i.. ,- a cry; her dark grey eyes fl-d on t'live'a with an inexprerible -wonder at his presence, and a boundless gratitude. "The gentleman Mr. Clive wo met, and I thanked him, Mina," stammered Kliulm ; "but 1 told him you'd like to thank him i yourelf." Bhe did not move until Clive crotwrd the room, and held out his bund. "I'm more than utUciuUy thanked by the plcaeure of *eeing you playing, M i f Mlnu," he i^aid. "I can bear huw woudc-i- fully you have got on - "Si-ems to .nun- natural to her. nir," said Kl i-h.i "It ia BO with < me people. 1 ad a brothrr .1.- played by car; i-i.-t let him hear a nong or a piece oi mUHi'c onci', and In -I git down and play it, and play it cor- rect, too. But I don't want Mina to play Ihat way. 1 want her to be able- to stick up a piece of munic, and pluy it at eight." Mina looked from one to the other with breathless eagvrnetr-; then her eyus rent- ed ou dive's. "Do you think I ever shall?" he nuked. 'Yen; I think you will; I am sure you rill," he. eaid confidently. Hbe drew a long broath. "Yes; I will!' he murmured almost inuudibly. "Why did you send it '- she aked afuir it pauxe. l.li-h.i laid down In violin, and, in do- ng o, had caught dight of hifl h.ind, and i- went into the next room to w.iah them. By this direct gueKtion Clive was tomu- what embarranHed; but more HO by tho -.-i:.i gate of the great chlldlrh eyei. "I in- nn it as a little remembrance of our adventure the other night." bo guid. "You weren't angry -offended? ' "!fo," Mhe aid. Then, after u moment, her i-yee fell, and an she ruiKd tht-ni ugain there was a faint doubt, trouble in them. "Ought I to have been?" "No, 1 don't think you ought," ho re- turned with a otiletncw and gravity that reawitirt-d her. "Let me put it tills way i If you were mo. nnd you had sent me ..in- "i LI; that I wanted very badly and could jiot get, would you b.ive- viywlod me to he angry, offended? " Khe hook her head at this pioc-c of 10- pluntry. "But but I told you .-.bout the piano; It wit- H If as if I had asked for it," one i-a id in a low voice, the trouble moro plainly showing in her eycu aud tho quiver of her lips. "Nothing wae further from your thoughts, I know." he mild, earntly. Hut sho was not pinioned: and hc t<x)d. IM-I- bitnd<< once again Clive noticed how long und elouder they were working ner- vou*ly. "I did not tblnk I was FO pl-ul. no pleas- ed it wan as If It had come from the nkle ih it I did nut thiuk that 1 1 ought not to have it." ' If the sight of me hr made you un- happy about It, I'm worry I t:iun-." he aid. There wa> alienee for a moment; then a way nut of the difficulty occurred to him. "fieo here. Miw iliniv " She rained her bead Quickly, and the col- or rushed to her fni. "Why do you call inn M... Mina, is If I an if I were a rouug ladyp" ehu afcked half-resetitfully. Clive drew up a chair and .V down; he knew that she would nit, and ihe did so. "If I were no impolite a to call you 'Minn.' you would ituve to call me 'Clive' aid .v-iii wouldn't like to do Miat," he aid luiighlngly. "No," elm faltered, her brows bent. "Then hy xhould you think youroelf ii.tt.r mannered tban I am?" MH- highed ^ .f )io knew herself van- .in .-|.i-il by his argument, but was not "I xlng In the streets for ray living; I'm not a young lady," Kha m.l ' K line me; I don t agree with you. But wn won't argue it. I was going to make a i>rop'*sal." Kbe looked nt him with n nhy suspicion at Die , . in- .- of in i delicate lipe, and h'i-- her eyon on him. "If you'd rather not. accept my little me- ni. n-" of the other night, you nhall have your way, and pay me for the piano." H.-r at A VEhY CHIC GOWN. Deigned l>; Polrot, Paris. Model of hlne and white striped silk crope with red flowers. The gown is in one piece, with short skirt. aud llpn opened, ami i In- etared Pay you! Why, you know T couldn't. It. must have cxmt a great, deal of money. i -/, . pnyH Ihat it in one of the grnnd- inilnuation .-la-.nl*. nn they call 'oni ; but ' eFt nnd ino*t iM-aiitiful plation h over Mina. though "!" wanted to bad enough I <v)iild we thnt wotiUlu't hear of my I- ii-linif mo money on her Kboollng, aud I.. i all In geiitlx vruyn, i-li-h an ob- ftiiuii.- in. -.Hi women when Hbe s made up her mind. Mi (.'live." "I ec." said I'livo. "Hhe preferred to go out with you and earn eome. money." That's '.t. sir." a>nted Klislia; "and p'r'apn nh wne right. Of courne. we take a good deal more money when *he's with mf." ('live look out hid rig.ir-c'ine. "llavo a CIKII, K 1 hir" he said. "Ye* <lo, yli'iee; -I always Atilov a anioke better with coin- panv. Got a math?" Kliehii leunt buck and . .'! i at the Cigar with ncrvoim enjoyment, and Clive .nn. 1, 1. 1 Jn cii'-i.'-i and profound cogita- tl'.ii for *->m<- limi 1 ; then he n'lid: "He<- hrr<-. Khsha; 1 want to make a bar- rniii with you." Tin- dwarf looked up with his big pnUl- ' I in afraid H 11 l>e all on OIIH side, air," he -id. shrewdly. Clive laughed. 'Well. H's llili. be snld. "I think T can get, you wiinn teaching to do * pupil or two If I can. you'd like to oend a part of ibe- money In thi oxlrn nhooliiiff f-r MI-H Mina?" 'I'll* dwarf n face (limbed wl'h K'""' f| il appreciation of flllv 't incf. If ''llvn hnil iilTercd him money he would linve n f iwed It " I nhare. , , r hehef III Mi Miu' future inimical nn (iuU-tl t'.l'd 111 * ''mid I ili.nl- you'll he w/mld Bland B lict- (-banco of u<veoiling if she were bet- eilucated. iimperly prnpared for the ition you would like her \n rie. lo " j M ha iKidded eagerly. "That's it, air! ' id "It ln't thn vole* only; I* the ,, the nr of ssylng hr .ird, i. .1 - i and 1. 1 -Ii t knowa "Unite no." nald Clive. "Well, when you urn n great Htnger, earning mo many pound! for a couple of eong*, you (hull pay me for the piano flve-aud-twenty pounda. 1 th it a bargnin?" Hh<- drf>w a long breath, nnd her fate pule<]. ii." you think T r-h ill ever ting well en. nigh to to earn nnough In pay for II? IV) yon I 1 Ah. don't nay 'You' lust to please Jiint to deceive me I" Her haiulw ki -I.I.K! 111. ii other, and ehe hrld her breath for a moment, her ryn searching him an If to wring lh truth from them: then sh went on. In a lower voice, "T don't know why you are to kind T don't understand. Nobody, ovon rich people- yon are very rich, I imppoiw?" Clive wan about to declare laughingly Unit he wn anything hut a ('rocKtit; but he bethought him that bin inodent In- come would freoin an onormoue ono to her, anil contented hlmnclf with a non-<x>in- mit.tal liniR of the Hhouldern. 'Other people don't give, away jilnnoi," nhe. tald "You forgpt our bnrgaln. I'm not. glv- .Inir you thi i :inhn came bn< k nlth tlean Imndii. and moved to the piano. "I'll nhk you to IM .n Minn lng In it. Mr," ho Miiil. nertounly. "It give* her voice n '-(-it. i- chance than the violin sho 'began. Her voice shook for a momen or two; then, like all true artiata. he for got her audience, and the notes roae clear ly but with iutinit* so/triere. It wan pathetic little eoug, aud deeply mo Clive, whore lovo for mulc amounted to a |.:i- . i- He did not watch the girl's face, pale now, and epirllual with the artistic afTlatun, but hat with downcasi <ye and compreewd lipn. "A beautiful liilrument, Kir," eald Ell ha; but the exquisite melody of the young voieo was ringing in Clive'n oar". "Yen." he eaid, "it 8 all right. But Miss Mina mud not sing in the -open a'r again. It its too delicate a voice for so fierce an ordeal." Kl.*l .1 nodded a quick concurrence. "You hear, MinaP" he said, an if they had been arguing th- question. "It in far tttter to wait until you can get n thow rt u con- cert; there's more money in it, isn't thr-'w. Mr. Clive? It's what I've been te'ling you." "I'ar better," arnented Clive emphati- cally. "And you 11 be able '.- pay me all tho ooner, Min- Mina." Hhe flushed, and her ey< rented o.l ) im with nun- ppe.>!. "And now I mUHt not itay any longer." lie held out hi* i iml, and >he put I.ers Into it. He felt the ileider hand flake und MI,. with the ilu'ter, tlie warmth, of an limn- -i-.i-d bird; then she withdrew quickly, as if nhe were suddenly con- Hcioiid that it ".if trembling, and turned away. Clive went down th flairs and Into tho Ktreet; the aweet voien wns ntlll ringing in his earn; ho felt confuted by an emotion which he rould not undcrxtand, much lece name to himtelf; and he tood for a mo- ment outride the door an if in deep thought. The little, cul-de-sac wan almcot crowded with ,\ .1111-11 and girls coming from their niiirkeling at the coHtern' harrows; und thny jolted itgaiiiHt him with their has- kcta of ft>h and meat and vegetables. Homo of the women had children hanging on to their kirt. nnd one of tho miten i uiiilili il and fell clone to C'live'g feet. He picked it up, and held it ul mu ... length a It yelled lugubrkiuxly. "1 don't think you're hurt." he eaid In . conf)dutial tone, and with tho nmll which, when it sbinee In a man's y*. children find Irrraintible. "A big little irirl like you doein t cry, you know. What?" The child ntapped ite ye.ll, and taking ita dirty flt from its eyes utarod down at him In amazement, and mil waiting for the uccuxtomvd emarking. The mother ftlno stared. "Troublvflome little toad!" she xhouted. "I'll give you lomething, Kmlly Mord. No, o' . ...ii,-e. Hhe ain't hurt; iihe'ii allem tumbling .iii-i fullin' abart;' ..in- added to Clive, ax he MI ii. tn-<l tho child from him and conimciicinl to shake it. "Oh, I wouldn't do thiit," said Clive In bin in-if.li i-in- way. "Hhe couldn't help it; I uw how it happened. All good kid- dit-fl who arc worth anything tumble about, don't they, Kiuily Mord?" He slipped Komolliing Into the woman'* hand. "Buy her a doll, and they'll learn together to keep their feot, you'll nee. Good night." Ax ho turned away, the woman stopping the 1 1. 1 Hi to Htare at him In open-eyed wonder, he ran againet ttomu one, and u voice cried nharjily : "Now, Btupid! Where's your dawg?" Cilive reciogniied the voice, and looked down with a smile and a mid at the quaint little flgur* of Tibby. (To be continued.) i On the Farmii Louflng Acres. In travelling over the country I see fields that are claimed to be worth from $50 to $100 per acre, with a pile of stones lying here and there and several scrawny, half- dead trees ntanding about over this land and perhaps with a uwale run- ning across, writes Mr. R. B. Bush- ing. Have you any such on your farm that are not yielding a profit, per- ha] scarcely paying taxes? These acres arc loafing and, what is worse, not only loafing, but coat- ing the farmer hard-earned money every time he sends a man into the fields to work. Time wasted in turning around obstructions is very great and time is money these days. With the modern machinery that we want to use and to cultivate and harvest our produce, a man must have a clean sweep across the land if he ie after the greatest profit. Only a few dollars wouJd remove these worthless piles of stone and those old, half-dead trees which are just in the way. Then the land would be available for use. By putting in an underdrain a worthless swail may be transformed into a fertile field. Stones and trees are all right in their places, but the best place for the stones is in making a dam at the lower end of some low place to help catch the wash, and the best place for the trees is in a clump by themselves or IK JEJUK D'llRC Of PEACE BULGARIAN GIRL BRINGS OUT HORRORS OF MAR. si,.- Began the Result of a Mission as the Miraculous Vision. Irina Scbisr-hmaruiff, an impas- sioned Bulgarian girl of four and twenty, is thr> Jeanne d'Arc of peace. She is touring Russia as a. lecturer in tho cause of human fra- ternity, and she hopes later to visit West Kurope and Canada, writes a St. Petersburg correspondent. She is preaching the horrors of war as she has seen them on Thracian. bat/ tlefields. Everywhere she meets with unexampled success. Moscow high school girls got so enthusias- tic that they formed a Universal Peace League, each member of which vowed to marry no man who has bef>n a soldier or approves of war. The Jeanne d'Arc of peace, who is creating this tremendous ef- fect, is a simple, unpretending lit- tle person, and, like the first Jeanne d'Arc, she ascrbes her miraculous success to a divine call and to the intervention of FVovi- dence. Irina Schischmanoff is the only daughter of an illiterate- farmer of Tirnovo. She has had no chances in life except what she made for herself. Her father wanted her to stay at home and plough the rye- fields, but Irina rebelled. When AS YOU LIKE IT FINE Grflln Sugar T h rrery |rla allk. al '" at left. Uch Mcfcire t xlf Qr* mjld WhlU pule CM* sugar, go. tho 8t. Uwrtac* In fcaj*. irRli red Uff-u* Ux. . 2, itw . , wIM, MEDIUM Grain bag* e| it, X,wreac M Onto" - Slut tan - evtry K r I U choked gmuUtd ttiifir, about slic of lctdper! every one pare auu rj j r COARSE Grain Winy people prefer the owner Kin. The At. Lawrence Orcen j tnurot every grain adiitinct ciy>tl, te.cn about t!i ! of * brijM, but par* iwcetneM. Belted Into Your rror' wboltwlor haj tke tiacl style you want grj a , quality nd quality ill aatccl kr SLLnmae* girls' schooling, and set hard to work. She had then no notion of How lo Remove Spook From !;><-. The quickest and safest way of removing H particle from the eye is described by Hugh Wrigley, of Philadelphia, in a letter to Popular Mechanic**. He says that when working at an emery wheel a spec of steel flew into lua eye, where- upon a fellow workman felt along the lapels of his coat until he found a protruding horsehair. This he pulled forth and formed it into a loop by folding it double. The eye- lid was turned back ovor a pencil ; tho speck of steel was found and re- moved by drawing the loop of horse- hair over- it. This is painless and cannot injure the most KPnsitive eye. ''.' put a liannne.k on the ehatr, lifti il li.iii-.i-lf up, and begnn the prelude to one of Hope Temple'ti nimple TUPlodifd; but. When through old age the bodily functions become sl Na-Dru-Co Laxatives" give gentle, timely and effective aid, without discomfort or distress. very near the fence and not scatter- 1**** thirtren she made alone for ed all over an otherwise profitable Philhpoppohs, where there is good field. It is a very common tiling to see ( large strips of land that are not in [turning out A peace prophet. Her shape to be cultivated; loafing in "call" came later wli^n the Husso- wceds and brush between fields, Japanese ware broke out. Irina simply because the farmer has not was then sixteen, and from that the ambition to fence them in. day on she has never forgotten that If you have such land that cannot she is called to serve the cause of be put under cultivation with pro- j peace, fit it should be fenced and turned into pasture, or if you desire to grow trees, and, of course, you should grow some, set out a useful variety, but be sure not to allow the land to loaf away your profit by growing absolutely worthless weeds and brush. It is a shame to have land under cultivation and continue to work it while it is so thin that it will not produce anything worth while. Farm land is just like a bank. You can draw checks on it if you have a deposit of fertility, but un- less there is a deposit there can be How "(all" Ct>\uf. Mile. Schischmanoff describes how "1 wus sitting," the "call" came. she recalls, "in my bedroom just after sunset when it suddenly grew pitch dark. This frightened me, and I took it as a, precursor of fainting fits, such as I have some- times had. But sudden wind no checking. It is sad to see a farmer plow, blew through the window, and in- stead of feeling faint I felt extra- ordinarily awake, and with all mj senses concentrated, it seems, 01 one thing. Soon afterwards in the darkness of the room an irregular white background formed, and on this I saw what must h.iv been a sow, cultivate, harvest and thresh | battlefield. All I could make out half a crop from a field when with the same amount of labor he could were occasional heaps of dead ami dying men, and many hills, from have prevented his fields from loaf- 1 which I guessed that. I was looking ing by supplying the amount of j t a fortress-battlefield, which maj a full have be*n Port Arthur. A moment plant food needed to grow crop. We can look about and see thos who are doing things right. Why not take a lesson from them? Look around this summer and see if there is not something that is loafing; if not, very good, but if there is, you must clean it up if you ever expect to have a full crop and make the most profit from the land. The nuocesBiful farmer does not al- low his land to luaf. Destroying Weods. A good system of rotation that includes cultivated crops offers the best means of combating the com- mon weeds ; but its success is al- most entirely dependent upon the manner and perxistency with which To insure disk and the soil is reasonable cultivated, success, the later I heard a droning sound ; a blue cross rose over one of the hills, and a hand above the cross beckon ed to me imperatively. The dron- ing sound ceased, and I heard the words "Voina protiv Voina" (Bul- garian for "War against War"). Next moment the battlefield failed, the white- background grew grey, the room became lighter, and I found myself sitting again in the after-sunset twilight." Iriua took this vision as & sum- mons from Heaven to make war upon war. The chance of obeying the summons et>md remote, as Irina was a penniless student, and she had no money, and none of the political and military knowledge a ixeace campaign. harrow should be used frequently while the weeds are still small, and the crops while growing should be given frequent cultivation. Fortu- nately, the same tillage operations that arc used in putting the soil in a condition to receive and conserve rainfall, to prepare the need bed and to liberate plant foot, are like wise useful in combating weeds. U Pays to Suvc the Manure. Nitrogen ii worth at least eight cents a pound. A horae will pro- duce fifteen tons of manure and lit- ter a year, containing more than 130 pounds of nitrogen. At eight cents a pound, the value of that manure is $10.40. It pays to save it. Experiments have shown that liquid and solid manures when kept together deteriorate much more ra- pidly. Also, the. more compact the. manure is stored away from the weather, the least loss will result. Rere is a hint for progressive f.'irm- ers. Our farmers need this nitro- gen, and when it represent* at least $10 a borne, one can afford take a little better care i f nu- nure. Sobor, Vet Is AUwholir. Liverpool (England) physicians are interested in a case of a travel- ing salesman who shows every sign of alcoholic poisoning, although a eetotaler. His illneas is ascribed to excessive drink-ing of beef tea and other meat extracts, and phy- sicians believo this indicates that nitrogeneoui stimulants have an ef- fect on the system similar to that of alcohol. necessary for Brooding on the vision, she com- pleted her studies at Phillipoppolis, and next went to Berne, where she studied further. She got the de- gree of doctor of philosophy and of medicine. When she returned to her Tirnovo home, she found war with Turkey brewing. Hoping at last to tit herself for war against war, she joined the Bulgarian forces as a nurwng sister. Attended to Wounded. The Jeanne d'Arc of peace found herself first with the army of Ivan- off before Adrianoplo and next with tive army of Adrianople which marched on Tchataklja. She. dress- ed hundreds of wounded from the Adrianoplo trenches, and hundreds more who were wounded during the first abortive assaults on Tchatal- dja. This experience of real war confirmed her passion for peace. She- describe* how at one time she desired peace so strongly that she was willing oven to forego part of the Bulgarian success. "After the second batch of wounded came from Adrianoplo 1 had another Vail.' I felt impelled to rush to the. front; : dash in between the combatanf armies and plead for peace. And I vowed that as soon as I was freeq from my nursing work I would tra' vel all over the earth, and fulfil thd commandment to make war up.-n war." Irina Schischmanoff is now id Russia. She has lectured in forty- two towns (in Moscow and St. Pet* crsburg several . times), and i&4 claims that she has brought hom< the horrors of war to a hundred thousand persons. Her success if evoking enthusiasm is due to he< passion and warmth, but still mor^ so to her analytical skill in bringing before audience* the sufferings <x combatants and of their friend! which war entails. A favorite me< thod is to dciicribe the lot of a sinV gle soldier and o'f 1'is family. "Th^ story of Stoilo Pozdneff" is known all over Russia. Stoilo Pozdneff i( the schoolmaster of Kizil Agatch, t Turco-Bulgarian frontier village^ who leaves a wife and four chil<lre4 to fight with Radko Dmitriyeff at Kirk Kilisse. With tears in bet eyes and trembling voice. MUei< Sfhiscumanoff describes PozdnefH feelings; his first conflict between patriotism and love ; and the finaj vision that comes of his family m he falls to a Turtiih shrapnel bul-| let. After this follow minute anal'' yses of the feelings of all Po/dneff> relatives down to the youngest child, "who began to cry becaug< all the others cried, and then began to laugh, remarking, 'If father i< dead they will have to send hiin home. What will he bring me I , Stories like this, all told in dry/ realistic form with no rhetoric and no conscious art, move Iriua'a au-< diencs to tears. Is Finding Follower*. Irina is finding followers anumg leaders of Russian thought. Among these is Prof. P. N. Miliukoff, th "Cadet" Leader, who was. once prc-j fessor *t Sophia University. Sim was invited to Grand Duke Con-! stantine's villa at Strelina to give a private lecture on her experiences. Grand Duke Constantino called her the most effective pence propagan- dist he had ever heard. It wa* h who on hearing of her "ca.!!,", named her "the Jeanne d'Arc ot| Peace." The rich Kieff sugar re^j finer Gvodieff offered her $10,000 ini order that che might help the pe*ce movement with pamphlets and( books; but Irina rejected the mon- ey, eaying "only the voice of the sufferer can drive war from th* world." Minister of the- Interior Malakoff is the only Russian of rote who regards with suspicion the peace propaganda. He refused to help Irina when her lecture wa* forbidden by the police nia-stcr ofi Tula. Elsewhere Irina has met with! no trouble, despite the prejudice of Russian bureaucrats that the cause, of peace is someway tied up with; the cause of revolution. Irina started in Riwsia the talks Russian fluently, but ehn is also able to lecture in German and French. When she goe to land and Canada she will French. She knows no En For the next dwade, .she- says, she will lecture uninterruptedly. "Byi then," she sys, "who knows but by a miracle as wonderful as my 'call,' war will be da'iven from Urn world." 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